Pinaki Ranjan Mukherjee Poet Romanticism

Destination Or Destiny

Night comes,
Day looms and goes,
I become older 
And older
And a little bit older
With the 
Hope 
Of maybe, maybe
Less pace of my aging – 
Of loosing the dreams,
Romance, indiscipline and so on –
Thinking,
Like a lost sailor,
Putting the hat down 
After so many years in the sea,
Where – 
Where I am 
Going;
No destination, mere – 
Destiny?
Asking himself,
Why?
Dark clouds and the 
Same moon,
And those stars – 
Where are we all going?
Together or
Discrete?
Vow of silence 
Comes
With Shear
Consciousness-
But tickling of eyes
Fade away.
Morning comes 
To go by soon.
Forgetting his uncertainty
Sailor hopes again –
Maybe,
Maybe there’s something,
Eternal;
Separate 
or together with him
with less pace till
the last step 
towards the destination 
or destiny.

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